Chapter 10: Training is Approaching

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PLEASE BE ADVISED MATURE THEMES ARE IN THIS CHAPTER! Atlas POV It's been a few weeks since Alexis and I were reunited, and we made things official. Even with us both working full-time, we still manage to make our relationship work. I see her at night when she isn't saving someone's life at the hospital. I even got a VIP pass on to the White House grounds. She makes me happy, a type of happiness I didn't know was possible for me. I fell for her and fell hard. She leaves for training soon, and I am not ready for her to join me afterward. We are together, and I have come to care for her deeply, more than anyone. Not many know about us other than her family, 2 of her friends, and Noah; oh, and the GA. He didn't like it too much as he saw it as a conflict that could cloud my judgment. However, he noticed my and Alexis's reaction in the conference room. He asked us to not let our personal relationship affect the work we need to do. There will be things she will see, something she will have to do to make it out alive. I hope she won't, but it does happen. She needs to be ready. If something happened to her, I'd lose my mind and never forgive myself. I haven't told her how I feel yet because I know she wants this. Once I see her in training, maybe I will feel better. She doesn't know this yet, but her schedule is tight and hard-working physically and emotionally. The first few days are going to be tough. On day 1, the entire team must be in the room for her fighting. She will be taking us all on at once. I have never seen it done before, but the GA said it should be a breeze with her training. Why would she want such intense training? Did something happen that I don't know about? There must be A reason she would have a SEAL trainer. It's been the past 8 years, so before her dad was the President. So, what exactly happened that made her want this. I want to ask, but I know she will tell me when it's ready. ***1 month later / 3 weeks Before departure for the mission *** Alexis POV The past month has been nothing short of amazing. I went back to work, and Atlas has been doing a lot of work on the base. We talk all the time and meet up when we can. I got him a VIP pass to the grounds so he could come to see me during his off-hours. We have built a strong relationship. It's been great getting to know everything about him. Atlas is everything I have ever wanted in a guy. Atlas treats me like a queen. We haven't had s*x yet because we decided to wait, so I am sure it's unique. We have done other things but not the actual deed yet. It's almost the end of my last shift before I am on leave for exploration (the mission). I leave for the training my dad ordered for me to go through before leaving for our mission in 3 weeks. It's not going to be so bad. I am training with Navy Seals at the base Atlas works at. The Navy Seals don't scare me. The intense training, I went through was, for a reason, a traumatic experience. I needed to feel better from what happened; I needed to be able to take care of myself in every situation. I won't let what happened to me ever happen again. I think back to that day and remind myself why so am doing this. Why I am fighting to be the best. That day is painful, but it's where I was reborn into the fighter I am today. *FLASHBACK: The incident It was before my dad was the President; he was a senator. One night he was working late at the White House, and I was out with my mom having dinner at our favorite pizza place. We didn't have much security because we didn't think it was super necessary at the time. That was a lapse in our judgment. We were grabbed by 3 masked men shoved us into a van while walking along the street. Taken to an abandoned place outside the city. We were kidn*pped and held for ransom. They wanted my father to pay 3 million dollars for our return. They did terrible things to us. My mom, most of all. They drugged her, beat her, even started using knives to slice her skin open. No matter how much we screamed for them to stop, they wouldn't until the ransom was paid. 24 hours had passed, and no ransom was paid yet. So, they tied me up and hung me by my mom. They started to take turns beating on me. I was 16 years old. They made a video of me being beaten and sent it to my father with a deadline of 8 hours. They finally left the room when my mom told me, “When you get the chance…run" I nodded, but I didn't want to leave her. The time had passed. Our captures let us down to rest. When no ransom came through, they took things to another level and filmed it. One man held me back, another filmed, and one had a knife to her throat. Then it happened. They killed my mom in front of me, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. When they were done with her, they turned to me. I gave it my all to run, but this place was a maze. I didn't know how to get out. I found a room with broken glass and grabbed a sharp shard. I went running again when one of the men saw me. I used the last of my strength to fight as much as possible. When I got free, he went to grab me again. I grabbed the shard and swung it at his throat, cutting it wide open. He fell to his knees with his hands covering his throat, now bleeding. I turned and ran as fast as I could to get out. I found an unlocked door; I ran out; the FBI was already on the other side. I collapsed as I was finally safe. I had broken ribs, bruised lung, and several bruises from the beating. I was in so much pain that I was taken to the hospital. I wasn't okay. I killed a man and watched my mom be murdered before my eyes. When I saw my dad, I finally broke into his arms. It took me months to recover. When I finally did, I asked my dad for specialty training by specializing men in the military. I spent years being trained by the best, and I was finally one of the best. What they throw at me, I am ready for. ***END OF FLASHBACK **Its 8pm I got home and took a shower. I am about to get dressed when I hear a knock at my door. I smile, knowing it's him. I can't help as I skip in my towel to the door. I open the door, and he is in his uniform. Gosh, he knows what it does to me. He wraps his arms around my waist, "Hey baby, how was your day?" He asks, placing kisses from my lips down to my neck. A moan escapes my mouth as I say, "it was very long, but it just got better." He chuckles. Pulling back, I walk to my room, and he is following. I grab clothes and get dressed as he lays back on the bed from his long day. I climb on the bed beside him. "You look exhausted, babe. How was your day?" He turns and looks at me. "Long. I was running a seminar for basic training. I ran it almost 20 times before they got it. I am exhausted." "Oh wow. Why don't you go take a hot shower, I'll order food, and we can relax in here with some Grey" s Anatomy." I speak. He smiles and nods. I walk to the kitchen and call in some garlic chicken and salad. Atlas gets out of the shower and comes to get in bed as I prepare our dinner. We eat and watch TV. It's almost 11pm when we just sit back with everything of a talk. "Are you nervous about tomorrow? Ya, know training with the SEALS. Staying on base. You know the usual military personnel things," I think for a second. "I'm not worried about the SEALs training me; I have done it before. I know what they will throw at me. As for the base, I am a little nervous. I haven't stayed on a base since I was a kid. The best part is, you’re on-base too." He chuckles, "what if I told you I already know who your partners are for hand-to-hand combat training is." I stare at him in shock. Wait, is he telling me he already knows my schedule and partners? "How do you know that? Do you know my while training schedule?" He smiles and nods. "Your first partner is Noah, then another member of our team." OMG, I must fight my boyfriends, best friends, and teammates. How did he even get the pick? I smile as I am happy, but then I get concerned. "What if I hurt him?" He smiles, caressing my face. "He knows how to fight to, baby. You don't have to worry about him. Plus, I will be there. So will the rest of the team." WHAT!! "Why do you all have to be there?" I ask, getting nervous. "We were told by Estrada we had to be there for your first fighting. I guess they want to test your skills against us all." I start laughing. This is going to be fun. "Bring it." Atlas starts to laugh, and it seems like he will enjoy this as much as I am." We talk for a little longer and head to bed to prepare for my exhausting day.
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